MY LIFE

“Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds, have blown me hither and thither, in a wayward course, over a deep ocean of anguish, reaching to the very verge of despair. I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy — ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed all the rest of life for a few hours of this joy. I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness — that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it, finally, because in the union of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what I sought, and though it might seem too good for human life, this is what — at last — I have found. With equal passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of men. I have wished to know why the stars shine. And I have tried to apprehend the Pythagorean power by which number holds sway above the flux. A little of this, but not much, I have achieved. Love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward the heavens. But always pity brought me back to Earth. Echoes of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a hated burden to their sons, and the whole world of loneliness, poverty and pain make a mockery of what human life should be. I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot, and I too suffer. This has been my life. I have found it worth living, and would gladly live it again if the chance were offered me. =========“Bertrand Russell

RIVERS OF BLOOD IN KANO

JEZ! IT’S HAPPENED!

AGAIN, THIS TIDE IS FULL!

BOKO-HARAMI, LIKE TSUNAMI;

HAS ITS ERUPTION VENTED;

UPON THE SAHEL SAVANNAH;

IN KANO CITY OF NIGERIA;

GUYS, COME TO THE WINDOW;

YOUNDER, IN KILLING TENDENCY

FLOWING LIKE A RIVER;

LIES FELLOWMEN BLOOD;

BLOOD OF THE INNOCENTS;

GUSHING NONSTOP.

WHILE OUR C IN C IS ASLEEP;

DREAMING AND/OR FISHING;

HA HA HA, HE CONVULSED;

LIKE A COMPUTER BOOTING;

WHEN POWER IS TURN ON;

WHAT DID HIS SCREEN BRING;

SOLDIERS TO DEFEND LAGOS;

A CITY WITHOUT THREAT;

THE BRAIN OF A CONVULSED!

IS TRULY FAR FROM REALITY; 

HEY, PRESIDENT JONA!

MR. GOODLUCK JONA!

ARE YOU STILL SLEEPING?

SLEEPING, AND DREAMING?

OF FISHING AND BOOKING?

OF SIX TERM RULING?

OF SUBSIDY AND LOOTING?

YOU HAD BETTER WAKE UP;

NITORI ARABA GBODO TUNRAMU;

TI ODO BA NGBE ARERE.

MEANING, FIG TREE MUST BE STOUTLY;

IF A RIVER IS TUGGING IROKO TREE.

THANK YOU.

=======deola mcaguns. 

WOLF-N-SHEEP'S CLOTH

IJANJA! ASE KINIUN LO JOBA;

NIGERIANS FI KINIUN JOBA;

EREKUN EWELE!

EREKUN, EREKUN, EREKUN;

EREKUN EWELE!

GOODLUCK EBELE JOBA;

EREKUN EWELE!

EREKUN, EREKUN, EREKUN;

EREKUN EWELE!

JONATHAN JOBA;

OJO PEWE KOKO;

BOLE YA KO YA;

EREKUN EWELE!

EREKUN, EREKUN, EREKUN;

EREKUN EWELE!

GOODLUCK EBELE JOBA;

EREKUN EWELE!

NIGERIANS FI KINIUN JOBA;

EREKUN EWELE!

KINIUN NPAWA JE;

TANI KI A DA LEBI;

EREKUN EWELE!

EREKUN, EREKUN, EREKUN

EREKUN EWELE!

GOODLUCK EBELE JOBA;

ASE KINIUN LO JOBA;

E-RE-KUN-E-WE-LEEEE.
=====deola mcaguns

 

EXCESSIVE CRAVING!!!

Once upon a time, a hunter went out on hunting. On his path, he met with a big fleshy snake that attracted his attention. As he cocked his gun in attempt to shoot at, and kill this snake, there burst out a mysterious song of warning from the snake, pleading that it should not be killed; else the hunter would incur a mother of all consequences:

Ode ma pami;

Ode ma pami;

Tio ba pami;

O p’ejo nla;

Tere alumanja!

Alumanja tere o!

Tere alumanja!

TRANSLATION:

Hunter, don’t kill me;

Hunter, don’t kill me;

Else, you’d kill;

A mysterious snake;

This is for you;

A warning;

Heartfelt warning;

That’d be enough

However, as it’s the wont of hunter egomaniac bravery, the hunter disregarded the snake admonition. He shot and killed the snake. As he prepared to make meal of this snake, the mysterious song burst out again, warning the hunter from making meal of the snake:

Ode ma sunmi;

ode ma sunmi;

Tio ba sunmi,

O sun ejo nla;

Tere alumanja;

Alumanja tere o;

Tere alumanja!

TRANSLATION:

Hunter, don’t roast me;

Hunter, don’t roast me;

Else, you’d roast;

A mysterious snake;

This is for you;

A warning;

Heartfelt warning;

That’d be enough

The hunter disregarded the warning again. He made meal of the snake. As he sat down to eat and merriment, the mysterious song rang out for the last time:

Ode ma jemi;

Ode ma jemi;

Tio ba jemi;

O j’ejo nla;

Tere alumanja;

Alumanja tere o;

Tere alumanja!

TRANSLATION:

Hunter, don’t eat me;

Hunter, don’t eat me;

Else, you’d eat;

A mysterious snake;

This is for you;

Heartfelt warning;

That’d be enough!

Unfortunately, our hunter would not compromise, or surrogate his excess craving for meat. He ate the snake. It did not take couple of minutes before he began to feel constipation. His stomach became bloated and limbs became stunted. He was hypoxemic. Regrettably, his stomach burst open, and the snake mysteriously resurrected, and crawled out unhurt from the hunter’s belly. He, who laughs last, laughs best. 
=DEOLA

NIG. 2012 PARTY!

BOOM! BOOM! SIGI SIGI!

OGUN SUBSIDY TI DE!

AAH HAA!

OKO-NJO-WAHALA!

LAMI-NDO-SANA-SI TI DE!

BOOM! BOOM! SIGI SIGI!

SEBI, MO TI SOPE;

KE YE FI JONA SERE;

ENI TOBA FI JONA SERE;

KELE A GBEE!

 KI LE NFI JONA PE?

PRESIDO OBA ALASE OBA;

IJAW DUDU MINI BI ARO!

PRESIDO OBA ALASE OBA;

KI LE NFI JONA PE?

PRESIDO OBA ALASE OBA.

PDP! WE HAIL THEE!

=======deola